Album: Hypnotize Camp Posse (2000)





[Chorus]

-DJ Paul-(8x)

I'd rather die a soldier

Than nigga live a coward



(Lord Infamous)

Bullets are spittin' alright

I will let the metal slide

I'm layin wit' late at nite

The hindus state you will die

I know you lay petrified

Cause Infamous set you right

Wit' shotguns and falsty knives

That blow you clear out of sight

You're wit' all your might

Your conscious is stayin' by

You all in that sacrifice

I'm going off ignified

The rope round yo' neck is tight

You pop out your fuckin' knives

And that way you'll never cry,never cry



(Lachat)

Now nigga how you gonna act like

You didn't fuck up

So accept the fact

How many times you've been warned

It's murder when ya fuck wit' Chat

Don't need your sorrow or your pity

Should've thought before you did it

Ash to ash and dust to dust

Ya'll rest in space

You know Chat when a motherfucker run on up

Yeah youse a great bitch

Just letting you know got thoughts of red

Oh,no remorse I buck you down wit' da .44

Never see my cowards

I got too much pride to let it ride

My nigga it's whatever

We can buck it out til ???



[Chorus ] x8



(Project Pat)

Comin' like a duck a

You know I came for trouble

Some thug wit' the crosser

Hollow let a bust a

The hood for da money

Comin' from a junkie

Yo' nose kinda runny

You feel like a mummy

Yo' car gets a crummy

But mine's gettin' phatter

Yo' lips gettin' black a

To me it don't matter

Ya pay whatch owe a

Pla-ya fashoa

True mentality of a ghetto soldier



(T-Rock)

Don't never get next to me

Although platinum thuggin' is my pedigree

I calculate my weapons,to killin' is my recipe

Bless it be my militant Memphis when in jeapordy

Testin' me I blast him in the opens like sesame

West it be a much bigger man than what they measure me

My mother and my rifle are my only 2 treacheries

Best believe a singular shot you plead heavily

Never breathe I guess a casket was his destiny



[Chorus] x8



(Crunchy Black)

I got a problem

Money dividends gotta solve'em

I heard you niggas they out to rob man

I can't let'em get me bro

I can't let'em get me

No I gotta stand ten toes

I gotta keep a strap on me

I gotta make sure no phone dead catch me cornered

Out here on that streetlife

I'd rather die a soldier than a coward any night



(Gangsta Boo)

How you wanna do it

How you wanna take it

You gon' wake up naked in the bed wit' satan

Shakin',wakin' up and shit

Bitch I betcha when the tech be pointed at ya

Maybe you will catch a fuckin' bullet

Never pistol platin' never bent

Bitch I'd rather be soldier than a coward any day

Bitch I'd rather smoke a hydro watch my cash flow

anyway

Call me Gangsta,Gangsta never fuck me thank ya

If you ain't no man,wit' no cheese and some niggas who

knew me



(MC Mack)

Cm Mack contemplating,waiting for another bitch to

slip

I'm sippin' on the verve

That's where I stay try wit' those pistol grips

I never ever come up short

When it's time to jack a rudypoo

Just place the thangs up to his brain



(Gunshot sounds)

Bitch,I'm MC Mack,I close yo' shop

Trick you done found out

I'd rather go out like soldoer

Then even fuck off wit' you cowards

Come up on me,run up on me

Nigga like you got some anna

Play that role like you so buck

And Kamikaze gonna find ya

They better remind ya



(Scanman)

Kamikaze start nigga

Why nigga

Don't play me nigga

I don't give fuck nigga

Test if you wanna nigga

Slugs gonna hit ya nigga

Leave you in a gutter nigga

Police ain't gon' find me nigga

Cause I'm long gone nogga

Should've listen to me nigga

Told ya I'm a testin' nigga

We gon' leave you dead nigga

Called on by the Scanman

We be like whatever nigga

Whoop ya Kaizie style nigga

If you want us come get us

Come bring it to the camp nigga



(All)

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